Pins you to the bed

With a growl that almost frightens you he takes your shoulders and pivots you face down on to the bed.

You go to get up, but feel one of his hands between your shoulder blades and keeping you in place. With your legs hanging over the edge of the bed, you feel two hands grab the sides of your panties and pull them off you. A finger slides past your outer labia and then into your vagina, wriggles around and then retreats.

"Mmm, yes honey, I think your baby girl is ready." You hear Liz say.

Then, without preamble, you are filled with Mr. Fowler's dick. You have no time to react except to exhale a moan. He fucks you hard, with no build up. His hand stops pinning you and instead he reaches up and grabs your wrists and pulls them behind you, forcing your face into the bed.

With a hand around each of your wrists he then uses them as leverage to fuck you harder and deeper. You can do nothing but receive his thrusts. He is savagely fucking you and you wonder if this has been a fantasy of his for a while - how long have you been going around to Emily's house while he had these devious thoughts about his 'baby girl'. When did Liz know about them? Each time he bottoms out in you, even though he isn't long, he is fairly thick, it causes a pleasure that verges on pain.

You feel a tap on your head and open your eyes to be faced by Liz's pussy, her folds spread wide and she is leaking profusely.

She pulls your head into her and delights as you try to lick her in between the aggressive pumps from her husband. Liz is moaning but it feels like the situation is turning her on more than your mouth.

"Honey, I am going to cum." Mr Fowler warns.